Sara gets harassed by a perverted college coed, so she buys a taser to protect herself. One night, Rebecca decides to take things into her own hands with a little help from the taser.

Having Fun with a Taser

Chapter 1: Assault

It was very late at night. There was hardly a cloud in the sky, and the moon was shining brightly above. It was also very quiet, especially on the University of L.A. campus. It was even quiet at the coffee place where Sara worked at, and she found that to be unusual. She figured that there would be at least one crazy party going on that night. But there was no commotion what so ever. It was around 11, and Sara was getting ready to head out. She made sure all the appliances were turned off, she flipped the chairs upside down and placed them on top of the table. She walked out through the doors and locked it. Everything was secured and Sara was ready for a good night's sleep.

"Boo!" shouted someone from behind Sara. She jumped up and screamed loudly. When she turned she was relieved to see that it was just her roommate and best friend, Rebecca. When she realized who it was Sara took a deep breath and tried to relax.

"Whoa," said Rebecca with a smile on her face, "hope I didn't make you piss yourself."

"Well lets thank the good Lord that i didn't. These pants cost me a fortune."

Rebecca looked confused, "So why would you where expensive and stylish pants at your job. Last time i checked you were still having trouble with the blender, and you usually got in some very messy situations, literally."

Both Sara and Rebecca laughed a little.

"Well all my other work pants are in the laundry. Plus, I needed them for my lunch date."

"Let me guess, your college fraternity romeo Stephen."

"Yeah. We ate at that new French place, La Rouge."

"Ugh," said Rebecca in disgust, "I hate French food. Gives me nausea." Sara giggled.

"Anyway," said Sara. "What are you doing all the way here? I thought you were at our dorm."

"I was, but then I got inspired and went straight to the studio to work on my latest project."

"Oooh, do I get to see?"

"Soon. But anyway I was just walking back, and then i figured you were still working. So i thought that maybe i should stop by, and that we could walk back together."

"Uuh okay, sounds cool."

And with that Sara and Rebecca began walking through the campus towards their dorm. It was dark, and so quiet. They said nothing to each other the whole time they were walking which made Sara feel a little awkward, but Rebecca felt content with just being with Sara. They were about a few feet further to their dorm when a guy popped out of the darkness and under a light post in front of Sara and Rebecca. Both girls jumped back a little, but neither of them screamed. The stranger was a tall, scrawny man with curly black hair, peach fuzz above his lip, and a minor case of acne. He was not the most appealing person to look at, but also not exactly the ugliest guy alive. He grinned at the two girls with a small smile, while showing off his crooked teeth.

"What's up ladies?" said the man. "Did you get lost or something?"

"No we're fine," said an uneasy Sara, "Our dorm is just a little bit that way." She pointed to the right to show him where her dorm was.

"Oh, well pretty girls like you shouldn't be walking alone this late of night." He began to slowly walk towards the girls. "A lot of weirdos like to hang around at this hour."

"Well i guess we just met the creepiest one of all," said Rebecca with a smug look on her face. Sara lightly shove Rebecca's arm.

"Oooh fiesty aren't you," he said before licking his teeth. "Although somebody should teach you to respect your elders. After all I am in my last year."

"Yeah well I don't really give a shit if you're a hundred and thirty five years old. I don't show respect towards pathetic losers like you."

Rebecca stormed off suddenly, and shoved her shoulder against him while heading back to her dorm. Sara stood there for a second, and then started walking that way as well with her head tilted down.

"Hey where do you think you're going?"

The man grabbed Sara's arm, and gripped it tightly.

"Hey let me go!" shouted Sara. "Let me go!"

She tried to pry her arm away, but his hold on her was strong.

"I said let me go!"

"My God," said the man, "have I ever told you how smoking your ass looks?"

With his other free hand the man grabbed Sara's butt, and squeezed it. By that time Sara was really freaking out. So much, in fact, that she took out her work key and scratched it against his face. He winced in pain, and let go of Sara completely. She then slammed her foot right into his groin, and the man let out a gasp. He fell down, and formed the fetal position while Sara ran to her dorm. She got into the elevator straight away, and when she got to her floor she ran to her room. When she got in she slammed the door shut, and locked it. Rebecca was sitting on her bed when she came in, and was surprised to see Sara so frightened.

"Oh my God," said a concerned Rebecca, "are you okay Sara?"

She got off from her bed and placed her hand on Sara's shoulder while she tried to catch her breath.

"Did he hurt you?"

Sara shook her head no. Rebecca then embraced her in a hug.

"Oh Sara I'm so sorry for leaving you. I wasn't thinking straight, and that guy could have seriously hurt you. And it would have been all my fault."

"It's okay," said Sara when she was finally calm, "I'm fine and that's all that matter. But there is no way I am ever walking at night again. At least not without some protection."

"You mean like a gun?"

"No, but something along those lines."

"Well the most important thing to remember is that we never should be apart again. Not ever."

"Uuum I guess," said Sara.

Rebecca was still hugging Sara, who was starting to feel a little weirded out by her proposition of never being apart again. Still, Sara was sure of one thing. She needed protection, especially from perverts like that guy. And then an idea popped up in her head. She knew what she needed to protect herself.

"A taser," said Sara silently to herself. Rebecca didn't even notice Sara saying that. She was still embracing her in that one hug, which by that was starting to creep out Sara.

Hey everyone! Hoped you like the first chapter of my little story. It's not going to be a very long story. I intend to write two more chapters, and then I'm done. But I will make it a very interesting, yet disturbing story that perfectly depicts Rebecca's psychotic personality. Please write some reviews of what you think so far.